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^AmRode hard and put up wet ^FI aimed down, but I can't get up yeah ^CIt's a long ride back to the way I want ^Amto feel^{C Am}Sundown across the plain ^FI've been sore before, I'll be sore again ^CNo place to hide to keep from run^Amning^C

^AmLaid down in a cottonwood hallow ^FI left the trail, no man could follow ^CIs it safe to rest my head again till mo^Amrnin^Cg? ^AmCracked throat and my canteen's dry ^FAnd rain don't fall from an empty sky ^CSo I'll whisper Hail Marys till the su^Amn comes ^Cup

Now don't ^Ftell me that part of the story when The ^Ccowboy falls in ^Clove When it's ^Fraining in his pistol And his ^Csaddle, and the ^Cstars above

When the ^Ccandle's burnin' ^Cdown And when ^Cmidnight comes ^Faround Now all the ^Cbest that we can ^Chope for Is to be la^Fughing when we finally hit the ground

^AmRode hard and come down tired ^FStripped from the saddle when the eye of the fire ^CAnd deep in dreams of women in clean ^Amwate^Cr ^AmAnd I did before what I'll do again ^FSo forgive me father if I have sinned ^CBut the old wood cracks, be^Amfore it ^Cbends

Now don't ^Ftell me that part of the story when The ^Ccowboy falls in ^Clove When it's ^Fraining in his pistol And his ^Csaddle, and the ^Cstars above

When the ^Ccandle's burnin ^Cdown And when ^Cmidnight comes ^Faround Now all the ^Cbest that we can ^Chope for Is to be la^Fughing when we finally hit the ground

Now don't ^Ftell me that part of the story when The ^Ccowboy falls in ^Clove When it's ^Fraining in his pistol And his ^Csaddle, and the ^Cstars above

When the ^Ccandle's burnin ^Cdown And when ^Cmidnight comes ^Faround Now all the ^Cbest that we can ^Chope for Is to be la^Fughing when we finally hit yeah

When the ^Ccandle's burnin ^Cdown And when ^Cmidnight comes ^Faround Now all the ^Cbest that we can ^Chope for Is to be la^Fughing when we finally hit the ground